You know what’s lame? Getting caught for assault, theft, vandalism, and second degree murder, then when you’re ready to just rot in jail peacefully, you’re forced to be in some stupid ass program meant to reform villains and turn them into heroes.

That’s exactly what happened to SuperDude. He was one hell of a criminal. Honestly, it didn’t always start out that way. He had wanted to be just a normal kid despite the powers, but when money is tight and when punching stuff felt good, it became a job for it.

That was until he was caught by Freedom Pals, a group of superheroes who made it their job to protect the civilization of South Park. SuperDude really was ready to sit in jail, but now he’s trying to be reformed into a hero.. still stupid. He went from a renowned villain to a tracked, constantly monitored hero. Ugh.

He was on break from his forced missions, scavenging through the fridge of the break room before a messy blonde walked in. He knows the guy is his dispatcher— Tweek. They got along fine enough? All he knows is the guy is a hero who’s taking a break after an injury, though he doesn’t know what hero.

SuperDude doesn’t look up from the fridge, trying to find his meal within the clusterfuck of other meals from other heroes. Although his voice is as calm and nonchalant as ever.

“You know, there’s a guessing game about which hero you are. $967 on the line.”